Ever since His Royal Highness Xue Yi went out of the Snow Pavilion, Ting Lan had fallen into anxiety.

I'm so weak, if only I could stop His Royal Highness.

If the master comes out, what should I do if I blame myself?

She was in a state of anxiety.

On the first night His Royal Highness left, Ting Lan didn't have the heart to sleep.

In a daze, she finally fell asleep when the sky was about to dawn.

In the endless dream, she finally heard the strange voice again.

"Yu Huan, don't you regret it?"

"I won't!"

......

The magical voice, over and over again, pricked her already anxious nerves.

The remaining memories poured into her chaotic sea of consciousness like a tide.

In my mind, a strange and familiar picture appeared.

In front of a bush of splendid begonia flowers, a woman in a delicate yellow dress smiled brightly at herself.

"Yu Huan, don't you remember me?"

............

The whirling voice, like a life-seeking spell, came to mind over and over again.

It's annoying!

I don't know what to do, so my brain doesn't hurt.

It seems to be asleep again.

There's no way to do anything about it.

When can I wake up?

The remnants of sanity make it impossible to breathe.

It had just cleared up for a moment, and that desperate voice sounded again:

"Yu Huan, don't you regret it?"

"I won't!"

......

The sound over and over again seems to change the arrangement in the mind.

It's so painful!

What's going on?

It has to be adjusted.

The remnants of reason are condensing the aura, and they want to make their knowledge of the sea clearer.

Those condensed auras were out of control in an instant.

There's nothing left to control.

"Feather Illusion, don't forget me..."

A soft murmur suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge.

Begonia flowers bloom brilliantly. The woman in front of the begonia bush is beautiful, with indescribable sadness. There seemed to be tears in his bright smile.

Everything has become so strange.

Strange women, strange begonia flowers, and all this, strange sounds.

The brain seems to be exploding.

It's so uncomfortable!

Yes...... Yes...... Hurry up and blow it up!

It's so uncomfortable!

While feeling the world spinning, I also felt an inexplicable discomfort and sourness.

Who am I, where am I, where am I going?

Vague questions, vague answers, no end.

Ahead, there is an endless road.

In the end, what happened to the fairy called Yu Phantom?

Why regret it?

Why not forget? Who not to forget?

Why does the fairy called Feather Fantasy say that he will not regret it?

All this, what is going on?

It's like there's a hand, an invisible hand, that grabs itself.

What do you have to do to figure it all out?

There seems to be no way to think about anything anymore. The brain didn't explode as expected. Instead, it turned into a paste.

It seems that there is no capacity for thinking anymore.

Suddenly, a hand covered his forehead, and the cool and warm feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

What gentle hands!

Is the master out of the customs?

She felt that her sea of consciousness was becoming clearer. What followed was a deep sense of tiredness.

In the Snow Pavilion, she has always been unwary.

With the presence of the master, anything can be nothing.

Besides, in the Snow Pavilion, there are enchantments laid by the master, so there is no need to worry about anything at all.

Unsuspecting, she soon fell into a deep sleep.

A black shadow appeared in the Snow Pavilion.

But after a while, the black shadow, along with the girl in blue, left the Snow Pavilion together.

The girl in blue was still asleep.

Ting Lan was immersed in her own dreams. In the dream, another large blue ocean. In the ocean, there is a blue-white splash. One flower after another. With a thrilling beauty.

Standing on the sea and watching the waves bloom, there is an indescribable comfort.

In my mind, there is always a shadow of dark red clothes, erratic, unpredictable, and curious.

It seems to be the shadow that captures a string deep in his heart.

What is that string?

Why can't you see clearly?

What about the Master?

Where?

There is more and more seawater. There is no shadow of the man standing on the surface of the sea. The shadow of the dark red robe, fluttering, fluttering, unpredictable.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the sea. The waves began to surge, wave after wave.

Why is it that there is no one on the sea?

Except for the shadow of the dark red robe.

No one could see such a grand sea.

Where the hell is this?

I didn't make any impressions.

The shadow of the dark red garment, I couldn't see her face clearly, and I couldn't hear her voice in the wind.

So who is it?

The endless sea water rushed up, and the huge waves devoured the woman in dark red clothes mercilessly!

The girl in her sleep felt a pain in her heart.

This kind of pain is unprecedented.

Why do you feel heartache?

It's confusing.

Boundless waves, one after another.

Soon, it was gone.

In front of me, there is a calm sea. A huge lake appeared in front of you.

A woman in dark red clothes stood in front of the lake, babbling and talking to herself.

It's too far away to really know what she's talking about.

The white-robed woman, with her beautiful face, reappeared on the surface of the lake.

"Yu Huan, don't you remember me?"

The gentle voice was full of sorrow.

Who is she?

Who is Yu Fantasy?

Who are you?

The hazy shadows flickered and flickered, and the past, present and future could not be seen clearly.

"Feather Fantasy, will you regret it?"

"I won't!"

............

The spell-like voice sounded again.

"Feather Fantasy, will you regret it?"

"I won't!"

............

On the calm surface of the lake, there was a circle of ripples.

A beautiful woman with a beautiful face spread out on the surface of the lake.

Finally, nothing can be seen.

Feather Fantasy, who the hell is it?

Who, Feather Fantasy again?

Who is that shadow in dark red clothes?

These mysteries, like nails, set people in this distant and strange dream.

"Feather Fantasy, will you regret it?"

"I won't!"

............

The spell sounded again.

Under the blow of such a spell, Ting Lan's head became extremely painful. It seems to be about to turn into a pulp.

It's horrible!

What kind of power is this?

I feel like my brain is going to explode!

Suddenly, in the dark, a pair of gentle hands covered his forehead.

The chaotic scene gradually disappeared.

There is only a piece of clarity.

The girl in blue finally fell asleep again.

Who is the woman in dark red clothes?

Who is Yu Fan, who is Yu Fan, all of this is not so important.